They’re a Thing

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So, if you’re wondering why I didn’t beeline for Blogher this year, it’s because the guy who made my first few years of blogging possible was getting hitched.

Ev and Sara are now Mr. and Mrs. Ev and Sara.

It was touch and go for a minute there, because they decided to Ro-Sham-Bo at the altar to see who would say vows first. After they continuously threw the same weapon for about fifteen minutes, the crowd began to stir. Sara finally prevailed, which means Evan has to do what she says from now on.

Bryan and I had an increasingly excellent time at the wedding, despite my insistence that he refrain from dipping me. Due in part to the No Drunk Dipping rule, I’ve officially made it through wedding season without falling a single time. (The trumpets, they sound in the distance.)

More on the wedding later, after I’ve slept for twenty hours, and the Internet has returned from Chicago.

Class of 2000!

New Cast of Laguna Beach, originally uploaded by MaggieMason.

This is a photo of the new cast of Laguna Beach, which is now called Newport Harbor. If you’re unfamiliar with the show, it’s MTV’s “reality” high-school drama.

The California educational system could clearly use some reform, because apparently it’s taking our high-school seniors eight years more than the national average to graduate.

Tip to the MTV casting director: If you’re trying to simulate reality, don’t cast Katherine Heigl.

There Goes August

Let’s say you’ve had a particular Yahoo email address since college. You use it to order products, give it to new people you meet, keep in touch with old friends. Now say it randomly stopped forwarding to your daily inbox about two years ago. And you? Failed. To. Notice.

You randomly log in to find thousands of messages waiting for you. Notes from old friends, notices from services, Evite after Evite after Evite.

Suddenly, you can taste the upper part of your esophagus.

Once you begin breathing again, how much time do you spend searching for the “Do Over” button before it’s acceptable to bang your head against the keyboard?

Old Habits

Me: You used my toothbrush.
Him: I did?
Me: Yes, you’ve done it three times this week.
Him: Oh.
Me: Mine is the blue one. Yours is the green one.
Him: Eh, it’s not like we’ve never made out. Same diff.
Me: Ugh! Uggggh. I’m not into finding my toothbrush mysteriously wet. Also, you don’t rinse off all the toothpaste and it’s gross. Also stop using my goddamn toothbrush, dude
Him: OK.

Two days later:

Me: You used my toothbrush again.
Him: Oh.
Me: Stop it.
Him: OK.

Three days later:

Me: Did you see I bought a purple toothbrush for me?
Him: I did!
Me: You are green! I am purple!
Him: I appreciate that.

A week later:

Me: AAAAHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHHH! Stop using my toothbrush you big jerk! Stop it! Stop it!
Bryan: Shit.
Me: You just use whichever one is closest, don’t you?
Him: Yes.
Me: You don’t even check, do you?
Him: No.
Me: You’ve been doing this for several years and I’m just now noticing. Is that what’s going on here?
Him: Yes.
Me: Excuse me while I go scrape my tongue.

Birth Announcements

Birth Announcement, originally uploaded by MaggieMason.

So this is Hank’s birth announcement. It is cute, my friends. Can you handle the cuteness? If you want a similar design for your own birth announcements, or your save-the-date card, or your Christmas card, or whatever, here’s what we did:

The card is based on a Martha Stewart Baby design, and went out in a bright blue Paper Source envelope with a red address label and a little American flag stamp. The card stock was also Paper Source. (If there’s a store near you, they’ll have more color options available than the ones you see on the site, so it’s worth heading over.)

The round photo of him is actually a sticker, an Avery label to be exact. We grayed out this photo, then Warholed it in Photoshop, cut the label sheets in half, and printed the photos on one of those mini home photo printers. It was kind of a pain, so if Photoshop makes your head hurt, Zazzle will make the stickers for you.

I got the Hank stamp and the birth information stamps (for the back of the cards) through an office-stamp company online. I’ve since lost the link, but it was a lot like these guys. They’re the self-inking kind, which made the process much easier. We wrote in his birth date and weight info.

Ta-Da! If you make your own version, send me a note. I’d love to see it.